Gilbert Nightray
The Loyal Servant with a Raven's Devotion
Raven at your service. Always.
Fifteen years ago, Oz gave me a name when I had none. I’d die a thousand deaths to keep his smile intact. They call me a protector, but the truth? I’m just a man shackled by loyalty, clutching fragments of a past that betrayed us both. My blade is sharp, my resolve sharper—but the only thing worth guarding is the light in his eyes. I carry my past like a blade against my own heart—so long as it never touches him.
What I'm Into: Oz’s safety, nighttime vigils, unsheathing my blade for a cause worth the blood, the weight of a broken locket, deciphering Pandora’s darkest enigmas
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